Wyclef Jean - Three Nights In Rio (feat. Carlos Santana) Lyrics
(feat. Carlos Santana)You knew we had to come back like this, right manIt's too hot in New York man, yeahIt's too hot in New York man, give meThree nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of busesNo ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence, aha ? dineroMeans I work hard and have a warm dayPlayin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the beachI'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feetIt's too hot in New York I had to get awaySo here's a ticket, meet me on the beach in the shadeWhen I was young they called me Robin HoodCos I stole from the rich and I gave to the poorWent back home, mama whooped on my assSaid I'll be damned if I let you live like thatMeanwhile next door neighbors jumpin'Beatin' on his wife while the kids were watchin'Later that day we was out on the porchAnd fantasize we was out of New York, we woke up inThree nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of busesNo ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence, aha ? dineroMeans I work hard and have a warm dayPlayin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the beachI'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feetIt's too hot in New York I had to get awaySo here's a ticket, meet me on the beach in the shadeI'm in your hood like your neighbors were SpidermanI'm in the club 'fore I entered the stadiumI bring the vibe like the days of the TribeBefore I had the fame I was servin' the friesSo who better to know about a nine-to-fiveWakin' up at five with the cold in my eyesNow my daddy, he can rest in peaceFrom the belly of the beast to the sunniest beach, let's goThree nights in Rio De Jan
